V2.Chapter 473

The map in the Wushi was drawn on the parchment by Ying Liu with cinnabar. No one knew how old the bead was, so no one could find out whether the former Wu clan could be found on this map.

Or, when they really look for it, will there be any so-called witch clan.

But no matter what, as long as there is a little chance, they can't give up.

Xiao Zhao's departure made Yu Wan very sad for a while. Thinking of that skinny child, the little guy who had learned to be coquettish and cute in her arms, Yu Wan's heart always filled with deep reluctance.

"See you again..." Yu Wan murmured, putting away the little clothes that Xiao Zhao had worn.

The three little black eggs are also very sad. When they wake up, their younger brother is gone, who can understand the pain in their hearts?

"You guys will grow up soon. When you grow up, you can go to Xiao Zhao's younger brother." Yu Wan said while stroking the little heads of the three of them.

The three nodded solemnly: "Yeah!"

...

It took Ying Liu a whole night of work to finally draw the map in Wu Shi. Mingdu is also on the map, but it is not marked. Instead, the old site of the ghost clan is marked. This is not surprising. After all, when the ancestors of the Sikong family left this map, they did not expect that future generations would move the capital.

"The map from a thousand years ago is really still useful? Several small saplings have grown into forests, and the small ponds have merged into streams. How can I find them?" Qingyan said with a frustrated expression holding the map.

Opposite him, Yu Wan and Ying Liu were sitting.

"That's you!" Ying Liu brought the map over. If there were no Mingdu and Ghosts on the map, it might be really difficult to find the right way, but with them, you can use them according to the distance between them and their location on the map. According to the ratio above, the size of each mountain range and each jungle is preliminarily estimated. Even if the landform changes, the distance and direction will never change.

Of course, this is easy to say, but it really tests people's mental arithmetic ability and observation ability.

"Are you sure?" Yu Wan asked.

"Yeah." Ying Liu nodded, "There is a reminder from the young master and the thirteen slaves, it is not a big problem."

Yu Wan said softly, "Okay, everyone have a good rest tonight and leave early tomorrow. By the way, how is the situation with Shura and Awei?"

The two have been closed for several days, but there is no sign of going out.

When it comes to this, Qingyan is both happy and sad. The happy thing is that the two have been in retreat for so long, and the breakthrough in the realm will be stronger than expected; the sad thing is that they are going to set off, but they have not yet left Off, how can I do this?

"Young Master's illness cannot be delayed..." Ying Liu said euphemistically.

"I know! That's why I'm worried!" Qingyan almost cried.

"Or..." Ying Liu looked at Yu Wan, Yu Wan shook her head, there is no way to wait, the Wu clan is a group, and the danger is unknown, but what is certain is that a small underworld is so hiding dragons and crouching tigers, the Wu clan's If there are still Wu people alive in the place of origin, it will not be easier to deal with than Mingdu, so having one more expert will be a very precious help to them.

"Let's make plans tomorrow morning. You both rest early, and I'll go back to the room." After Yu Wan said, she got up and walked out of Ying Six and Ying Thirteen's rooms.

When he just walked to the small garden, Sikong Changfeng came.

"Awan." Sikong Ye even came.

Yu Wan looked at Sikong Changfeng, then at Sikong Ye, and greeted, "Grandpa, Young Master Sikong, are you here to find me?"

The two replied, "Yes," Sikong Changfeng bowed respectfully to Sikong Ye: "The younger generation has seen the ancestor."

Sikong Ye nodded lightly, glanced at him, and said, "Awan come to my room later."

"Okay." Yu Wan replied.

Sikong Ye strode back to the house.

Sikong Changfeng originally planned to let the ancestor talk to Yu Wan first, and waited outside by himself, but unexpectedly, the ancestor was so considerate and gave him the opportunity first.

It seems that since the arrival of Awan and his party, the ancestors have become more considerate and talkative.

Sikong Changfeng was delighted by the transformation of his ancestor, but he was a little sad about the next parting.

His eyes dimmed, and he sighed: "Awan, are you going to leave?"

"Yeah." Yu Wan said, "I found the map to the Wu clan, we will leave tomorrow morning."

Sikong Changfeng suddenly raised his head and looked at her: "So soon? Don't you stay for a few more days?"

Yu Wan shook her head slightly: "Yan Jiuchao's poison can't be dragged on, it must be treated as soon as possible."

"The poison of thyme is the most intractable poison in the world." Sikong Changfeng frowned. He hoped that Yu Wan would stay, not only because she had the blood of a holy king, but the Lan family and Ming needed her. Also because... He was actually very reluctant to her, but his reluctance could only be hidden in his heart silently.

"Thank you for coming to say goodbye to me." Yu Wan smiled slightly.

Yu Wan has a good impression of Sikong Changfeng. Although he was born in a top-notch family, he did not suffer from the bad habits of the son of the aristocratic family, nor did he abandon himself because of the unfair treatment he suffered since childhood. He has grown into an upright and kind person who deserves The best woman in the underworld is entrusted to her for life.

"I hope that when I return to Mingdu next time, I already have a cousin." She said with a smile.

Sikong Changfeng was stunned for a moment, Awan...do you recognize his cousin?

Because he was so shocked, he forgot to say that there was no other woman who had attracted him.

"Cousin take care." Yu Wan owed her a blessing.

"Wait!" Sikong Changfeng suddenly came back to his senses, and then he remembered that he was looking for her, "I've been talking to you, but I forgot about the business."

"Huh?" Yu Wan looked at him in surprise.

He took out a painting scroll from his sleeve and handed it to Yu Wan: "If the painting is not good, Awan will take more care of it."

Yu Wan took the scroll, untied the ribbon, and slowly spread it out, a strong scent of ink wafted into her nostrils.

On the portrait are four little guys in flower clothes, big red flowers, Zhang Feimei, and red lips painted with flaming red lips, three little black eggs and Rakshasa eggs on their hips, their heads raised, laughing, separated by rice paper. It was as if I could hear the two rows of pigs barking.

Yu Wan chuckled, her eyes moistened: "Thank you."

Thank you twice, the first one is courtesy, this one is from the bottom of my heart.

...

After bidding farewell to Sikong Changfeng, Yu Wan went to Sikong Ye's room.

When King Rakshasa was there, the house was always lively and lively. The two of them fought at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed. Several things in the house were broken every day, but it gave the disciples a headache. Now King Rakshasa is gone. , things are not broken, but everyone would rather things continue to be broken.

"Grandpa." Yu Wan called softly.

Sikong Ye was already asleep, holding the tablet of Saint Lady Lanyi in his arms.

With the skill of his heyday, how could he not notice the movement of someone coming in?

Yu Wan walked over lightly and tucked him into a quilt. At this moment, she really felt that this man was old. He had blessed Mingshan and Sikong's family for a lifetime, and it was time for him to be taken care of.

Yu Wan stood guard in front of the bed for a while, covering him with quilts several times, until it was late at night and he was completely asleep before Yu Wan got up and left.

The next day, Yu Wan and her party planned to leave.

Nanny Shura and Awei were still in retreat. Yu Wan and Yan Jiuchao discussed it and decided to let Qingyan and Yuegou stay, and wait for their Shura and Awei to leave the retreat, and then go to the Wu clan together.

"We will leave a signal along the way, Awei can track us with Gu worms." Yu Wan said to Qingyan and Yuehook.

The two nodded reluctantly.

"Grandma will leave it to you, Awan, take care of him." Qingyan said solemnly.

They couldn't let go of Awan, and they couldn't let go of the old grandma, but grandma couldn't help but go, because only he understood the affairs of the witches and saints best.

"I don't have to go." Old Cui Tou touched his nose angrily, "If that kid gets poisonous again, unless there is an antidote, Hua Tuo can't be saved again."

Ying Liu frowned and said, "Then you can come with an antidote from the past!"

Old Cui Tou hummed, "reluctantly" and took the seventeen or eight boxes of luggage that he had packed in the middle of the night.

Everyone: "..."

When Sikong Ye came over, everyone's luggage was almost loaded.

"Grandpa." Seeing him coming, Yu Wan smiled and walked over to say hello, "Did you sleep well last night? I'm going to bid you farewell, we're leaving."

"I know, in fact, I also came to bid you farewell." He said, his eyes not only swept over Yu Wan and his party, but also fell on Sikong's head and Sikong Changfeng.

Sikong Changfeng realized something and asked suspiciously, "Old Ancestor, where are you going?"

"I'm leaving Mingshan." Sikong Ye said.

"Ancestor!" Sikong's face changed, looking at his dantian, "Your injury..."

Sikong Ye smiled, didn't answer his words, but fondly stroked Yu Wan's head: "I originally planned to go with Awan Jiuchao, but my current skills can't protect them. I'm going to go. Come to Nanzhao and see Lan Yi's and I's children."

As he said that, he hugged Yu Wan's small body tightly into his arms and pressed his chin lightly against her forehead: "I'm sorry, Awan, my grandfather can no longer protect you."

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I wrote these two chapters...